Fireflies and Dragonflies

Where have they gone?

What have we done?

It’s been years since I’ve seen one

Dragons that roamed so freely before

The meadows and fields they used to explore

They’re now nearly gone, extinct, no more

Fireflies that lit up the night

So many they were, they shined bright

Nowadays, not one is insight

Fireflies and dragonflies seem like myths now

But I do hope they re-emerge, somehow

To see again the dragon’s wings and the fireflies’ light

That would be such a delight

©Maria Michaela

Flight

This is related to the yesterday’s post. I got inspired by the chirping birds that greet me every morning and was planning to write something about their song. I was also thinking how cool it would be, to be able to fly away with them and not be afraid of this pandemic. So I came up with this rhyme.

Take me with you, let me fly

Let my playground be the sky

Let me soar over hills and seas

Play with the butterflies and the bees

Let me have wings like that of yours

To reach the safety of the shores

And on the fields and gardens green

Is where we will rest for the air is clean

©Maria Michaela

The Birds of the Morning

I hear the chirping of the birds as I wake up

They’re the sounds of the morning.

Pleasing to the ears and a good way to start the day.

I love hearing them sing.

©Maria Michaela

The Old World

I don’t miss waking up early to get to work

But I miss going to work and seeing workmates who are now like family.

I don’t miss the traffic and the time spent confined in a jeepney for many hours just to get home

But I miss being able to go out anywhere at almost any time.

I don’t miss the over crowded places

But I miss the crowd of friends and families getting together.

I definitely don’t miss the pollution and would prefer going out to inhale a fresher air.

That was the old world,

Just some months ago.

©Maria Michaela

It’s Quiet Tonight

No crickets serenading

No dogs howling

Even the clouds seem to be still.

The moon left the sky, leaving it bare

The stars don’t sparkle as much

They’re not dancing tonight.

No cats meowing

No frogs croaking

The night is still.

©Maria Michaela

Hot, Hot, Hot

Never has the summer been

As hot as it is now,

If you go out it’ll hurt your skin

It might even scorch your brow.

Heat index at 50 degrees

That’s Celsius and not Fahrenheit,

But still wouldn’t you agree

That, that is hot alright!

Can’t get to the beach to cool off

Or to the mall for some cold air,

If only we could get out, just blastoff

And feel the wind in our hair.

I fix instead some cold drink

One glass, then two, then three

This will do for now, I think

Until again the heat makes me thirsty.

©Maria Michaela

Mama

Mama used her younger years raising her kids

She woke up early and slept late

When she got sick, she took care of herself.

She somehow always kept the house clean, despite three children growing almost at the same time

When she found time, she sang

And she had such a beautiful voice

I loved how mama sang.

Mama is older now

Her confidence sometimes falters

So I remind her of her strength and how much I admire her.

She gets tired easily now

So I try to let her rest as much as possible.

Mama still has a lot of her funny side though

And for that, I am always thankful for.

©Maria Michaela

Finally Coffee

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I dragged my feet as I walked out the bedroom

Eyes, sleepy and sagging…still wanting more sleep

I managed to take a shower, getting ready to work from home

Still I was feeling sleepy

Oh woe is me!

Finally after an hour or two, I decided I badly need one

So, a cup of coffee I drank and my day finally began

©Maria Michaela

No Going Back

As much as we would like

Even if we wanted to

There is no going back to what the world was once before the chaos of this illness.

No going back to ordinarily giving someone a hug

Or a high five

Or a hand shake

Or simply standing or sitting next to someone

Distance is and will be the new norm.

There is no going back to what the world once was.

©Maria Michaela

I Miss The Sea

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Sitting on the side of the boat

The sun, hot and cruel

I dip my feet on the water

Where it feels cool

My sunglasses on,

I looked up at the sky

Not a cloud in sight

I let out a little sigh

Not because I don’t like the view

But because none of it is true

I wish I was out there enjoying the sea

Swimming or floating along

But right now it’s important to stay at home

This is where I currently belong

Summer is here, yet inside I stay

Dreaming of the waves, the sand, and the salty air

Looking forward to the day when this is all over

Oh yes! To dream, I dare.

©Maria Michaela